Perfectly executed one hopper to the middle of the field. By our back up kicker. In a situation that both made no sense to do so and was the best possible time to do it. I'm pretty sure John Fabris fell out of his chair, where ever he is.
Oh, that sound you heard was Evil Richt's big brass ones clanging together.
PS. If you have a vid of this play, let me know. I'd love to embed it or link it.